Back to good old Chennai

Whew.. that was something.. packing, cleaning, throwing out unwanted stuff.. et al. Just when I blinked, it was time to leave Mumbai and head to Chennai.

Mumbai had gotten the better out of me, with its style and night life. The city is bad but gets you addicted. You dont like the city, you complain but when it comes to leaving the place, it s like getting a hole in your head. Everyday is hectic but at the end of it, you feel satisfied. That s what is Mumbai for you.

Even a madisar maami who stays in Mumbai for an year will become the modern maami. They cant help changing themselves.

I miss the vada pavs, the pav bhajis and the roadside bhel stalls. Eating on the roadside is a second nature to Mumbaikars. The crowded trains and the even more crowded stations make you hold your head high..(else you cant breathe...:-)

The marine drive, gateway of India, fashion street, crawford market reflect the British period in India. You can even smell the British Raj when you move around in these areas.

The multiplexes, the huge shopping malls make your Sundays worthwhile.

Given a chance, I would be tempted to go back to Mumbai... on second thoughts, I dont think I can. It s too much relocating twice in the same year.. he he...May be a few years down the line I can consider that.

Cheers Folks !!!

Varun.......But Why??

Yo Varun, Man.. you are so mean... You know I always loved you.. but you never spoke to me... All the 24 years that I was in Chennai, you just came for the sake of seeing me, but when I wanted to be with you, you just left me in lurch.. Now I am married and am in Bombay now.. Now after all these years, you want me to be with you.. Just when I wanted to see you again, especially when I missed my family and friends, you came like a saviour..

But Alas.... Varun..you are such a meano..... You wanted to compensate for all these years and wanted to speak to me and be with me. I do agree, I love playing with you, talking to you, touching you, feeling you and romancing with you.. but what the hell.. how can I be with you for more than 48 hours without food and water? You expect that just because I love you, you can just have your way?? You expected me to stay at home, while you sat on my window and watched me all the while...

Just because you wanted to speak to me, you incurred the wrath of so many thousands of people, and even killed some of them. Crazy man.....

Gee... man.. you have the audacity....

Anyways, now that you are gone... I do miss you but I dont want you for some more time now...

Just stay away and come back next year.. Now that you ve compensated for 24 years, am sure you can come for your regular quota next year.....

Chal ciao... tata bye bye Varun....

PS: People, Varun = Rain.. (Lord Varuna.. The god of rain.... he he he.....)